In the world of marine biology

In the life of analysis as a fish in the ocean.
A discreet conclave of emotions?
The kingdom of aquatic survival;
turned into beings!
They exist in harmony,
all succinct in thoughts of remaining
forever in the sea-of-hurricanes.
After or before?
Such time does not exist in motion.
The time:
I stood upon the ocean floor.
Where once my ambition became like
an octupus.
Meaning "little" only required hope.
Today, on the surface above. . .
- we listen to the sound of tidal waves created. -
They come crashing down to earth.
Our instincts reveal minimal goals,
that you attain everything you strive for
with nothing left to live.

Such noblity I honor

Intimidated to feel it?
The predicatble amount of time,
the plot seems gullible a narrative!
However;
on the account I remain uncommited:
my soul is not generalizable.

What if

The metaphor I have found to be true of me.
The honor, the mystery, the noble lie.
All in the time of myths gone by;
purging impractical offensives.?
I have:
been seeing myself launching impractical
offensives with greater odds.
My psychological nature I will only feel,
as though my persuasion is of a generic-mentality.
The method of mind over matter!
A serial pursuit of the evening sky-lit opera.
A music of no intimidating quality.
A physical order in the universe of time.
Eye-to-eye.
Nose to nose.
I to I.

We never know how far
reaching something we may think,
say or do today will affect the lives
of millions tomorrow.

B J Palmer

Assasination of more-greed

Not that I want MORE:
I deserve MORE?
The MORE I care;
The MORE I deserve!
Of great benefit to the consumer.
A collection of mannequins.
I talk of control-barriers.
It speaks of initiative and its borders.
About time to converge.
In the spirit of maturity,
my operative response. . .
in self-gratification.
Just let me know if I've gone
too far - or not far enough
an accidental-hero.

I thank you

Reserve your judgment.
Judgment:
exists.
As judgment exists the reason
I exist; is of a psychological nature.
Why I exist -
is in judgment.
My judgment of
- a psychological nature.
To exist I reserve my
judgment!
Thank you?

Unrequired visits

Unrequired love?
The unexplained paranormal phenomenon!
A perfect '10'.
I came across the score;
of being %100 certain.
Uncertain of me in my time.
Perfect '10'.
100% certainty = Perfect '10'.
That initiative of not being judged for the score.
Certainty 100
Certainty = Perfect
I'm a 10.

Unquestioned motives

Strictly specified: the elementary impaired
dellusional tactics.
Its all been done before; that
drum - rolling
sound of
thunder?
To prove myself beyond a reasonable doubt!
To sit here.
To provoke rational thoughts.
To risk taking a chance.
To have been mistreated.
To bargain.
To negotiate.
To challenge.
To initiate.
(Unique perspectives)
To coordinate.
To conspire.
To conceal the truth.
To arrange what I will not allow
another to get away with something
personal about myself,
in not taking me for granted.
To be labelled insubordinate
without grounds for reason.
To be threatened with or without
punitive action.

I act before I think.

Tolerance is not an issue divided.

To facet ones element of agreement
in a desired state of consciousness.

From this distance which I exist,
in the courtesy of a medium,
I reference to the library catalogue.
In an book-named-with-attitude titled,
Meaning From Memory.
In discreet discretion.
Satisfactory-comfort.
My secular options are not open to
entitlement.
I make mine available, readily.

Being Fat for fear of having fasted.

I am in no such disadvantaged aching ear.
I listen to the rain fall.
I do not hesitate with reactionary response,
I will only act with patience in thought.
Thoughts of patient virtue.
Truth, the truth is all.
Truth, the truth is all one can desire I.
As I can do.

Not so powerful, dreaded in vain.
Not so robotic in its aptitude of wisdom.
Not so passionate a lie.
Not so sociopathic a heart-filled with fear, hate or anger.
The picture of a dreadful future.

Not so said I.
I say I.

Tutalage of a dream-like state

There is only one;
- of me that plays the look-a-like?
What if to dream tomorrow:
events that happened exactly as I
already have experienced, today!
You know the powerful-nature-of-today.
The kind where rules exist,
though is it possible to replicate
things as they were today. . .
and dream them exactly as they happened
in the dream I have tomorrow.
What would then be the point I ask myself.
I call it an educated guess,
that to dream of what I will do today
is to reveal itself exactly as I've experienced.
There would be no point to dream something I've
already experienced.

Within Reach Divine Heights

My drum beats;
with a fulfilled-lighter side of life?
My self-esteem is binocular.

Satisfactory Contingency Analysis - but not naive -

I leave myself to sarcasm?
Not once in my narrative do I!
I do not resort to sarcasm;
it is a great defense-mechanism.
Toast the perfect slice of bread:
that I feel like a kid again.
Where gains are made.
That I can resist in
not settling for less.
I've retained in no knowledge
from the apology of having
been applaused.

Happiness is a choice

Why is autonomy an important choice to make;
how perfectly time-crafted intellect?
In the direction of autonomy,
I need the experience,
in discretion of my own personal
credibility as an individual!
Meaningful to me is my sense of it.
To my dearest love, common sense.
'Hello.'
It is nice to meet you.
I've been around long enough to know
what common-sense is.
But I thought I was common-sense.
I know you are.
I know I am.
I like to think there is more to the truth
than meets the eye.
It has been a pleasure.
Likewise.
What is common sense?
Sincerely yours,
common-sense.
P.S. Nothing personal "only just"
strictly confidential. . .
- in this my paradise of justice. -
In my spiritual and physical realm of existence,
I have caused a great amount of diversity.
Not that I sufocate.

Label Warning

Believe me;
my autonomy does not
- entail shallowness!
You, make a cheap shot?
Allow myself to help you:
with the style of hair-cut I want.
I'm sitting in the Barber Shop,
taking deep breaths
and a vice grip squeezing the
pain away.
Instructing you how to
invite challenge
in a game of mouse-traps do.
Is that only you in the image
or just a piece of cheese
the mouse wants to snatch.
The last grape you want to crush
in your mouth between your teeth.
As I can feel the juice squishing
as it gushes and bursted with flavor.
Testing out my senses.

"Pick on somebody your own size"

I'm tired. But - tired in a good way. The past 5 years of my life has been a journey that I had to take. Fast forward to the present. . . I have a new journey in front of me? During that time I needed to change and I am aware of that road has lead me here. I had no idea what would become of me. Today, I can be thankful for Tanya. She has given me a reason - that otherwise - I wouldn't be able to feel good about myself again? Dare I say I hated myself? I don't know! The fact of the matter is I want to be who I am, and that it makes me proud to feel something positive about myself. The truth is - that the past 5 years serve as a reminder of what things have become for me now. No matter the outcomes of events as they did happen.

I remember so much good things involved in my life, and Tanya truly gives me part of that back.

In the Future of Discounts - A Noble Effort

In the future of me
fortune-telling;
it will not be
"my fault"
of -
a mortifying experience?

The precedent I've made
will already be
- discounted for me!

My sales-purchase
of vacation travel
will be up. . .
so high in fact
it goes through the roof.

In the future of my fortune-telling
adventures,
I will have wanted things
more than others.

My dreams, hopes, and desires
all kept alive.

Such a perfect time.

Now care-free and careful,
I take nothing for granted.

In the future of my fortune-
telling experience,
I shall behave prudent.

I'm ready to defeat the
cowardice of discontent.

What serves as a defining
reminder of my youth -
my old self,
to make the best of my
personal growth into adulthood.

You can judge me:
but you can't judge
my heart or my soul,
my will, and my character
if you tried.

Pretty and Ugly

The king of grapes;
monkey see: monkey do.
I do say?
A lot of things!
A baby in waiting.
Deliberately defecting
the do as I say
not as I do,
modeled for you.
Though not to starve,
saying as I do.

Timed Out

What is the secret;
to the act of an illusion,
suspicion, and auspice?
Whereas indignity has nowhere
in its place to hide itself from!
Nobody else thinks to whisper is
from the heart.
That insatiable need of desire:
boundaries collapse.
Insult my intelligence and please hurry.
I will not allow it.
I'll let me be the judge.
Does that make you an amazing person,
that helps in not losing sleep.
I will let myself be the judge.
In no moral disregard.
I am not going to worry
about the weight, guilt, or gravity
of emotional reaction
as I am generally aware in offending,
thanking, and appreciating
of people.
Worthy of my intentions.
I will let me be the judge.
In this the context of an execution of my style,
is quite extrodinary.
That I check the time,
not upon wearing my watch,
not to be in
have I feeled threatened.

Prediction Aroused Ethics: Lassez Faire

It is my predicition;
that reveals such thoughts -
are made to break new ground.
In achieving the higher plain of travel.
Perhaps, the dogma that pervades such
inconsiderate ideals?
I know what I believe in.
I know what not to believe.
On my isle of broken dreams.
That all good things must come to an end,
as they say about one big lie
after which everything else is true.
How noble of you!
The fact I knew how you will act:
required my thoughts exactly.
Exactly that.
A demonstrated knowledge for awareness.
That which I seek.
Awareness demonstrates
knowledge taught
esoteric of the
blind leading the blind
in awareness.
Of an awareness
gone blind in
language.
Leaving next to little - not -
to be desired.
Only a truly unique
sense of instinct
senses timing.
The judgment of
divine inspiration
required.
Intuitively selected
of a pscyhic altitude
of an infallible welfare.
I make no apologies,
in material propositions
I've dug through in time.
All on the course of safer objectives,
that not only in thought require
extreme justification.
Insubordinate boundaries.

Rubber Duck

It is a cruel routine;
my tour of duty.
- I meet no
shadow? -
The stool pigeon:
A rubber chicken.
Rubber duck.
Cat-fish.
Gold-fish.
Potato Head.
A mature temptation.
In why children
desire toys.
To play with!
Of no primitive quality.
Of no punitive immoral
inequality.
Or - impartial explanation
that categorically exclude
confidence.
I exude my rationale,
tempered.
No plot to kill the remedy.
No pride swallowed
with dragon-monkeys
flying out your rear-end.
Such spoiled in dignity I pamper myself with.
An innocence that if at first you don't succeed,
you try and try again.

Falling in the rain

I deserve the element of surprise?
A trapeze artist walking the tight-rope;
I've been unmistaken!
Not for fear:
I fall.
I have been implicated.
It is imperative that I manifest,
age comes with wisdom,
- not, that it's the other way around. -
Not in contesting the obvious.
I need a new plan
for no fear of falling
into the genies bowl.
Much little more is left
to be desired.
No less than it is of
a privilege.
This gift an epistemology.
The freedom of right in
my thought.
When I collapse from the brink of disaster,
I know what I do not believe in.
The best paper-made boat afloat,
on my isle of broken dreams.

Competitive Designed Advantage

It is history I confess.
That all equal are born.
A historical confession I feel.
That perfume bottle. -
Love is all I need;
a character of distinction.
Fat that chance:
- welcome to the unknown?
Let's call it even!
In dividends elephant's dung,
paid in full.
Far from danger.
No little a lie too big or small.
A run in the marathon I on an elephant's
back. . .
not while sipping on iced-tea lemonade.
Perverted black-mail,
I reach for no ritual in hazing.
This expendient I have been.
Lately, my allegation.
The method is the medium,
I say it just right.
There is no confusion I've heard,
that has done no wrong.
The source of my detection.

This bright new year
is given me
to live each day with zest.
To daily grow and try to be
my highest and
my best!

Self Inflicted Victory Lap

Wrong or right,
the voice I feel
in my distance;
can only learn 'not'
to outgrow itself.
Trying not to explain
a losing-interest you
cannot help make go
away?
Of a love and devotion!
The importance of
paying a price:
worth empty spaces.
Not that underestimated,
attention to detailed
perception.
Perfect in timing.
That I have made this -
a lasting invaluable
- impression.
I chage my kiss.
Of no knowledge incomplete.
The timing is perfected.
Of no incomplete knowledge.
An incompatible challenge of
'no shoes' too big or small to fill in.
Of a mental uniformity.
Of a uniform mentality
that I model for.
Immune to all secular
dexterity from irregularity,
the "irregular" therapy of
religion into being next-religious.
I profit from the truth.
I compliment my manual
dexterity, most almost
often certain.
I tell of my youth,
I present an imagery.
Of my own nature.
Not disowned.

The Satisfaction of Enlightment

The enlightenment of my satisfaction has found a higher plain. I revisit my adventure in the form of a meta-physical nature. What I'm discussing here is meant to provide an answer to the question: what is enlightenment? That is quite a loaded question to answer! However, I'll try. As the words in that famous song, "I can't get no - " is what the Rolling Stones called it? I am not convinced "the best" or perhaps some would argue "the greatest" rock band in the history of music. Enlightenment, is a journey into the depth of one's spirit-energy. Although, "spirit" and "energy" imply separate things, both co-exist, combine, and therefore qualify as one. In other words what I validate as enlightenment requires discipline, synnergy, and above all copesthetic. In other words, enlightment is the cause for our inner-beauty as well as our own existence in the universe. Without enlightenment, man is cohersed into being his outer-self of which himself or no other has no control over.

In the assembly of time, I think of myself as a mechanic. What are the parts that construct my whole inner, outer, and spirit-energy and what are its mechanics?

I face to the direction of a flower, and imagine the moonlit sky where stars roam freely. The sun is a symbol of prosperity in my lifetime. As weak as rain in mystery lives.

On the above phrase, notice I've created a syllogism: I end it with a category of rain-falling. Rain, above all the senses feels as if a cleansing is taking place. Without the rain, there is no cleansing of the soul, and without cleansing there is no mystery.

It is the metaphor of mystery, not time, or place that contains life. It is the content of rain in the mystery that one can achieve true enlightenment, belief, and ingenuity.

Enlightenment, is almost more often confused with believing you can magically, or unceremoniously not obey, or confess through power or will. Without metaphorically believing in yourself as a pilgrim to a higher source, being, and prayer the soul cannot be cleansed. The soul is trapped as though it cannot escape. Enlightment, is more to do with the sacrifice of desiring not the things we want to have, such as material, but in order to achieve a spirit-energy. . . once I confess that I shall not bare false witness against myself. In return, I have made a sacrifice not to disown the things that I fear make me weak. I can feel the rain fall down on me.

There is commitment to enlightenment that contributes to everything that exists in the universe. It compels me to believe in myself. Without such self-affirmation, there is only contentment in proposing the truth that makes me stronger. It makes me a survivor to be benefited.

Determination, or as I mentioned - to will - enlightenment does not travel. People in general, or in popular culture see "will power" as their only source for being enlightened. Sadly, unless those in that group continue to disown their true spirit-energy, they will not experience happiness. It is a rule of thumb when avoiding such proposters, that true-believers keep an ear to the ground, our hearts open, and eyes focused as our spinal cords erect!

I would like to speak of a story that reminded me of something. Not to long ago, New Years Eve to be exact. . . (in fact the Rolling Stones were playing in the background.) I went to a restaurant with a group of my girlfriends closest friends. In the chorus of the Rolling Stones, the song struck a chord with me per se; I had no intention of using this as a pun. I felt like it was raining in the restaurant, and I began to share this moment with everyone there. How lucky I was to be there with all of these people!

The moral of the story is why I felt success in that moment of enlightenment. It was a moment of truth. One of purity. Something about that night, I know, I did not disown myself.

During the course of our conversation, while I was seated waiting for our appetizers, I began to recall a time I was cast as an background performer for a local movie being shot. As I finished the story, I felt a presence throughout the entire experience. To my discreet audience, my girlfriend loved hearing me account my story. The second girl thought I 'rambled', when I thought about what she meant, and her point was absolutely correct!

The girl who reminded me of my 'rambling' is my girlfriends sister. What I did when telling the story, was how I remembered the actor who was playing the part of Jesse James assasin. In the scene I was playing background, I was an audience member. The actor: Casey Affleck was a character who had shot and killed Jesse James execution style. Casey Affleck's character in the film was not as popular in the audiences opinion of Jesse James excutioner theatre talent. Casey Affleck was only playing the character, who couldn't act.

As I told the story involving my moment in that scene, it took me back to the time and place of the action being done. That is why I sounded as though I was rambling, because, I thought about the moment of the scene I was in!

When my girlfirends sister stated I was 'rambling' it was brilliant! I felt the rain coming down, and as it came down with a force, I come through with my own enlightened beauty!

The third person who is a friend of my girlfriend offered me a test. The test she gave. I answered. Then she smiled back.

The answer I responded, was 'yes.' To her answer, I was asked something about Casey Affleck. Her questioned wasa regarding whether or not, "Was he a nice man."

Yes. I replied. Yes.

Nicole smiled.

I felt the rain.

I loved it.

Last Year's "Lab-report"

If there's one thing I honestly can submit about the previous 2006 year? I would have my plunger ready. There's not much I would care to edit about last year. However, I imagine why an anti-virus might come into some practical use. The source of such "2006-viruses" caused me to breakfree of. From the year 2006, a lot of change has been made, some progress, and developments. Working at Safeway is a 'new-job' that I played in. Aside from being cast as a stable-boy, there isn't much there for me to offer, but, I nonetheless provided my services with successfully facing the challenge. As I see it: I graduated from University and made some new found productivity. Safeway is only a hurdle; I shall overcome in 2007. What I need in the future is what I want! Not working at Safeway has achieved any of it. Perhaps, Safeway is the source for bad-luck. . . as in making a marriage proposal right before the New Year arrives? Such would be the case. The syllogism would look like this: If 'x' asks 'y'. Then not 'x'. Therefore, not 'y'. The legend is that 'x' = 2006, 'y' = 2007, and not such good fortune. I find that Safeway do not retail in the mystery of good-luck charms, total the misery of adverse conditions. I do not refuse a slice in return for the history of sedation. Stressed-free in relief.

Consciousness survives the death of the brain?

What is the theory of consciousness about? Since I have been with Tanya, so much of the contentment I've experienced has been a continuation of growth in our relationship. What happiness reveals to me is influenced by such love. I feel less and less threatened, if I were aware, that my life revolves around fear. There is no such thing that prevents me. In doing so, my entire life seems like memories in a large abyss of poses with a magnifying-glass. In my life the true nature of memories has great personal reward. This is my pyramid. No loss in time I gained spending it.

Let the New Year begin

I'm up! I'm up! The first post for the year of 2007. I suppose that is the purpose of New Years Eve? That in knowing you were naked before midnight struck. New Year's fails as it always has. . . that is to say it is not what you would think. This year was different, because everything you can say happened in 2006 is now history. The new found year ahead can change your fortune. It was a New Year to remember for me. I spent my New Year with Tanya, 2 of her closest friends, and Tamara her sister. We ate like Kings, and when our bellies became happier from the non-stop chewing of food, we welcomed 2007 with a resounding tummy-ache. I'm not quite being sarcastic.

Not so much I can resist when it comes to good food, the heart is a happy place I find when I am with people that genuinely care to be a part of the sharing ritual.

However, as I enter this new year - 2007 has taught me how much wiser I have grown.

I like to believe that being part of the workforce is me doing myself a favor, as opposed to the corporation, that I'm aware. When working as a Safeway clerk is not my dream-job, I've given myself the opportunity to see the kind of person I truly am. I can prove to myself, that the corporation does not adopt me, and I do not endorse the corporation myself as an employee. The truth is, I am valuable because of who I am as person. I am an ambassador, not for the company, but for my own. This fuels me to realize how much better I can be.

When I look back in time, I can exhibit thoughts that control what I am in the present moment. Nothing else matters. Therefore, I do not need "my job" employed with Safeway. . . Safeway needs me!

Furthermore, having Tanya as my girlfriend has allowed me to demonstrate my endurance as a challenge. It is how I compare my relationship to those that have no substance on the same level, and more obvious than not might I add. It gives me the strength to truly see through as though the opposing forces that work in other relationships do not account for. The properties or priorities that influence the meaning of a true relationship will be destroyed in the future.